The Powerful Pride of an Immortal (Immortal Supers Book 4) Kurtis Eckstein (psychology books to read TXT) 📖

can really do about it.” She ignored my shocked expression as she continued. “After all, it’s not like you’d ever be fired for something like that. Now that you’ve signed with us, you’re an invaluable asset that we can’t afford to lose. Worst I could do is verbally slap you on the wrist, and remind you to remain professional.” She paused, her eyes narrowing. “But that’s not a free pass to do as you please,” she added. “Just a statement of fact.”

Shit, I had no idea why she was telling me this, but I wasn’t going to give her even a hint that I had any intention on ever taking advantage of that fact. Because if something did happen, I’d want it to stay a secret.

“Well, we’ve kept it professional,” I reaffirmed. “And will continue to keep it professional. Seriously, Radley is just full of shit. And if it wasn’t for the attack at the theater last weekend, then we’d probably be sitting at her cubicle instead, but she kind of doesn’t want to deal with people right now. Especially not him.”

Jackie nodded with a sympathetic expression. “I completely understand. And again, thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” I said simply.

I then asked if she had any news on anything, but she didn’t – not my evaluation, not the situation with the terrorist. Nothing. Knowing it was all out of her hands, I wished her a good weekend after that and left her office, with her beginning to pack up to leave for the day herself.

I figured Lexi was probably still taking a shower, so I decided to wait by her office door, knowing she wasn’t inside. When Liz’s shield had been around that first day I was here, everything was blurry, but for the last three days I’d been able to pretty much scope out the whole building with my second-sight.

While I waited, I unexpectedly got a message from Heidi, wondering if I’d take her to see a movie. I was sincerely shocked that she would want to do that, but had no problem agreeing to it. If anything, it was kind of exciting that she finally wanted to go on a date, although I knew she might change her mind last-minute.

Still, I would figure out some way to spend time with her tonight, even if she did decide that going out was too much for her right now.

Jackie left about five minutes later, wishing me goodbye again, followed by Lexi showing up not even a minute after. She was back in her work clothing, but had her damp blonde hair in a short ponytail to keep it off her neck. I opened the door for her, and followed her inside, closing it when she sat down in her chair to focus on her monitors.

Sitting down as well, having a chair of my own now that faced her at the side of her desk, I waited patiently while she did whatever she was doing. She then sighed heavily and leaned back in her seat, looking up at the ceiling.

“Everything alright?” I wondered.

She nodded. “I just really want to get this guy, Sam. I know I shouldn’t have to worry about him finding out I survived anytime soon, but still. I want him gone. He’s too dangerous.”

“Me too,” I agreed gently.

She then took a deep breath, and focused on me. “So what did Jackie want?”

I shrugged. “Nothing major. We’ve been spending a lot of time alone in here, and she just wanted to remind me to keep it professional.”

Lexi scoffed. “Someone must have complained. Probably that asshole.”

I grinned, not too surprised that she knew her boss wouldn’t have brought it up if it weren’t for someone making a fuss about it. “But it’s not a problem either way,” I continued. “She basically told me that even if something did happen, there was nothing she could do about it.”

Lexi looked at me in shock, only for her brow to furrow. “I guess that makes sense.” She grimaced. “Blaze didn’t work at this location, but he could literally do whatever he wanted. They treated him like a king.”

That immediately made me sick to my stomach, just thinking about the bastard. “Well, let’s not mention him,” I suggested. “He’s gone now. Forever.”

She nodded again, looking somber as she fell silent.

Her reaction immediately made me feel bad. Because I sincerely didn’t want her to bring him up again – I wanted her to forget all about it and leave it in the past – but the atrocious bastard I killed had been a focal point of her life for three years. And it was unrealistic for her to just ‘get over it’ like it never happened.

It would take a lot of time for her to heal the wounds on her heart and the scars on her soul, even though her physical body was in perfect health.

Some guys might not be able to handle it, knowing the misery the fiend put her through, but I knew that the small inkling of depression in my chest right now wasn’t even the tiniest of fractions of what she experienced on a regular basis. It might as well be the difference between a marble and the planet we lived on, the contrast between a grain of sand and the entire ocean.

And I wasn’t going to shy away like a wimp just because I didn’t like her situation. I’d man-up and show her what it was like to be loved by a good guy.

I reached out for her hand then, and she automatically sat forward to take both of mine.

“How can I make you happy?” I wondered.

She gave me a confused look. “I’m not unhappy. Not when I’m with you.”

I smiled. “Well, thank you, but I want to do more than just ‘be around.’ Maybe do you want to try going on a date this weekend?”

Her amethyst eyes lit up in surprise, before a warm smile touched her lips. “Okay,” she said simply. Her expression then dropped a little. “But where would